Living in the Wind of the Lord!

In a noisy tomb once did I

In a noisy tomb once did I Lay engrossed in morbid lie,Convinced that I was right as rain, But despairing of relief from painAnd fears boundless. Still I would long For end of night and birth of song. Then He came and touched my chains, Broke them all, relieved my pains. He took my guilt as tho His own And gave His blood to let it drownSo violently my shame and guilt: A piercing win with each drop spilt. Amen! My King has conquered death, Defeated sin, and sent forth breathThat I might live with hope unending And strength of soul to stand unbending.Let my life now cause Him mirth And please His will while I’m on earth.